Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

Ignoring the dizziness caused by the psychic attack, the men pounced on Shen Zhen's team like mad dogs.

Their perception has been completely distorted; they only know two goals: "protecting the fairy" and "enjoying pleasure," and they have even forgotten about life and death.

The woman's gaze finally fell on Shen Zhen, and a hint of emotion flickered in her voice: "Who are you?"

"Shen Zhen, the true Zhen."

The woman frowned, then quickly regained her icy indifference.

"Shen Zhen? An unknown nobody."

She didn't look at it again, and with a slight wave of her hand, the fragrance grew even stronger.

Go, hug them.

The men's attacks became even more frenzied, using their fists and teeth as weapons. Even when they were smashed through the psychic barrier and bled profusely, they just grinned and continued charging forward.

"To fight for the fairy is the greatest joy! What are these injuries!"

Li Qingyan and Zhou Shi were barely holding on, and were nearing their limit.

Just as Zhao Huaijin was about to make another move, he suddenly felt dizzy and his mental energy became slightly disordered. The fact that he had just withstood the pink mental energy had still affected him.

Chen Xi, Qi Xuejian, and Wu Xian were pale-faced. They had to assist in the defense while also purifying the pervasive fragrance around them, and their mental energy was almost exhausted.

Just as the team was in trouble, two whooshing sounds suddenly came from the door of the private room.

An external psychic force shot into the private room like a meteor, instantly diluting the sweet aroma and easing the oppressive feeling in everyone's minds.

Immediately afterwards, another burst of mental energy slammed into the men, forcing them back.

"Who?" The woman's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly turned towards the door.

Shen Zhen and the others also looked in the direction of the sound.

A man and a woman stood at the door. The woman was dressed in a plain dress with delicate features, while the man was dressed in black, with a tall and stern figure and a cold expression.

It's them!

Shen Zhen's pupils contracted slightly as she instantly recognized the couple she had encountered on her way to Zhangjiawan.

I only caught a fleeting glimpse of the two of them back then, and I never expected to meet them here again.

No wonder the figure in front of the notice board looked so familiar today; it was this woman.

"Who are you?" Shen Zhen asked in a deep voice, his heart filled with doubt.

Why are these two people here? And why are they offering their help?

Judging from their mental energy fluctuations, they are at most at the mid-stage of the first rank, yet they dare to provoke this woman with strange strength.

"I was passing by when I noticed something unusual, so I came in to take a look," the woman said in a gentle voice; it was Song Yue.

Her gaze swept quickly across the scene inside the private room.

From the barely clothed women to the naked, wounded men, and then to the disheveled Shen Zhen team, no one showed the slightest surprise.

"Judging by your uniforms, are you Spirit Protectors from the Exorcism Division?"

"Thank you both for your help." Upon seeing this, Shen Zhen immediately cupped his hands in thanks to the two men.

"I am Shen Zhen from the Jingxie Division. May I ask your esteemed names?"

"Song Yue," the woman replied, pointing to the man beside her.

"This is my cousin, Chu Yan."

The man named Chu Yan remained silent, his eyes fixed on the woman, his posture wary.

Shen Zhen knew that the two men's attack just now was only to catch her off guard. If they were to fight head-on, she would definitely not be a match for the woman.

"have a finger in the pie!"

The woman realized what had happened, and her anger, disrupted by the interruption, flared up instantly, causing her pink psychic energy to surge once more.

"Since you're here, you're not leaving!"

Today I'll let you taste what true joy is!

She raised her hand and waved, and pink psychic energy, carrying gusts of fragrant wind, rushed towards Song Yue and Chu Yan, as if to devour them.

"Be careful!"

Shen Zhen hurriedly reminded them that the two men's mental power cultivation was far inferior to that of the woman, and they couldn't withstand this attack at all.

Song Yue's expression changed slightly. Not daring to be careless in the slightest, she quickly activated her mental power to condense a barrier in front of her.

Chu Yan also made a move at the same time, blasting a solid psychic force towards the pink psychic tide.

"Pfft!"

Chu Yan's attack vanished instantly, without even causing a ripple.

Immediately afterwards, the pink psychic energy surged into the barrier, causing it to tremble violently and develop numerous cracks.

Song Yue let out a muffled groan, and a faint trace of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Chu Yan immediately stood in front of her to reinforce her defenses, but it was all in vain.

"Is that all you've got? You dare to interfere in my affairs?" the woman sneered, her tone disdainful.

"Since you all love meddling so much, then stay here forever and become part of the fun!"

As she spoke, her fingertips tightened, and the impact of the pink psychic energy surge intensified once again.

On the other side, after a short rest, the members of the Cleansing Evil Division had regained some of their mental power.

With a thought, Shen Zhen unleashed the full power of his ordinary mental energy, which was infused with the power of despair, and a violent force blasted towards the pink tide of mental energy.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the oppressive force of the pink psychic tide lessened considerably, as it was blocked by Song Yue and Chu Yan.

Song Yue and Chu Yan were both taken aback and turned to look at Shen Zhen, their eyes filled with surprise.

That seemingly ordinary white psychic power was actually exceptionally strong, easily shaking the woman's psychic power.

The woman's face also darkened completely, and when she looked at Shen Zhen again, her eyes held a hint of seriousness:

"Your telekinetic abilities are strange. Who exactly are you?"

"To deal with a demon like you, special methods are naturally required," Shen Zhen said calmly.

"Haven't I already told you? My name is Shen Zhen, the Zhen of 'real'."

The woman's expression changed slightly, as if she felt that she had asked an unnecessary question and had been insulted.

Shen Zhen ignored her, but at the same time gave a wink to the team members.

"You should take this opportunity to rest and recuperate!"

The members of the Purification Division immediately responded and took action.

Taking advantage of this break, Song Yue took out a pill and swallowed it. Her complexion improved somewhat, and she bowed to Shen Zhen in thanks.

"Thank you for your help, Brother Shen."

"It was nothing," Shen Zhen nodded, his gaze still fixed on the woman.

"Since you two can detect unusual mental energy, you must be no ordinary people. Given the current critical situation, why don't we join forces for now?"

Song Yue looked at Chu Yan, who nodded slightly. Song Yue then turned to Shen Zhen and said:

"it is good."

Shen Zhen was overjoyed; with the two men's help, their chances of winning had greatly increased.

"Li Qingyan, Zhao Huaijin, Zhou Shi, you should join forces with Brother Chu Yan to restrain her from both sides;

I'll lead the attack head-on, Miss Song. Please assist Chen Xi and the others in preventing those men from being bewitched again!

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.

"Trying to join forces against me?" the woman sneered.

"You think this will stop me? How naive!"

She suddenly raised her hand and shouted sharply at the men who were still able to move:

"Get up, all of you! Let them see the power of pleasure!"

The men seemed to have been injected with new energy, and they all got up from the ground. Even though they were covered in wounds, the fanaticism in their eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

One of the men even picked up a dagger from the ground, slashed his arm, and laughed maniacally as blood streamed down his face.

"Enjoyment! For enjoyment, even death is worthwhile!"